From specks to hairy mayflies, it’s a mad fishing world


I hit the Housatonic late afternoon on Monday, Sept. 15, at a stretch called “Push ’Em Up,” which has a long, slow, big pool and, usually, three or four guys doing the usual “I will stand here with my strike indicator and Prince nymph until I catch the big one” routine.

Honestly, some of the anglers I observe could get jobs in physics laboratories as Immovable Objects.

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